Quatrain Corner

[Tarantism]

oh i would like to find a tangerine

so sweet and sour

witty, ironic

vespertine

[Turtle]

Reprise 616

 

Ohhhhh...I wood lighk two fined a tangent,

sew swete anned sower,

sumthink shwitty, upp liughting, tyranic...

hay, I no...tock a bout dog Anne red rum ertine.

:P

[Loricybin]

i sit spitting splits

in porcelain fits.

dingle dangle, single sangle,

who gots the shits?

?:)!

[Drip Curl Magic]

I poisoned my right lung

With, Last night

stuttering of a bottle

We sang cheers

[Turtle]

Fartuna blezzles dren dren clorp,

miltneganlassen dren xilk sa mlorp,

flemden blezzles hgagnis torp,

huy gletlesp crylpet noy.

:)

[Spiked Blood]

Back in '71 Jim Morrison was going through a little emotional turmoil. While spending 12 hours straight staring at his reflection(a little spiritual technique known as mirror gazing), god appeared to him.

 

1-On his knees Jim vociferated “What have they done to our fair sister? Fix her, fix her.”

2-God reclined through the signs, replying in kind “You CANNOT petition the Lord with Prayer.”

3-“But they have ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her, they aspire to corrupt her and shape her, to control their own mother, Nature”

4-The echo of the reflection became distorted by the tears in Jim's eyes, “you cannot shape Nature, by definition she is the shaper.”

[Pyrotex]

Fartuna blezzles dren dren clorp,...

 

"Fartuna" is the distant dream of Nirvana or Heaven.

"Blezzle" is to comfort, speak highly of, or have sex with.

"Clorp" and "hgagnis" are esoteric body parts of alien races.

The rest is untranslatable in any Human language, alas.

[Tarantism]

venerable monolith

speak to me

tell me your vowels

liberate my wanting.

[Tarantism]

plastic stars fritter among the silicon moons

in the turning night mural

of the slow funeral.

the end.

[Tarantism]

oscuridad,

el chior diablo cambió la noche hoy,

cantando sobre la meseta carmesí,

jugando el juego luminoso de la luna.

[Drip Curl Magic]

Diagnosing

my dear gemini's lost heart.

I can still feel the pulse

Of our heart beats in unison.

[Drip Curl Magic]

The night at the dorm

was so metaphoric.

I snapped my lizard tongue

and forgot about daiseys.

[Turtle]

I hate how when

I wear long earrings

they brush my neck and I think a bug is on me and I flinch

to swat at it time & again.

:)

[Tarantism]

do dee do dee

in a tree

eating eggs

and maayyyyyoh! oh!

[Drip Curl Magic]

as I drift off on this placid piece of the dead

ship that wrecked upon the shores of

Illinoplogidose Island,

I start to ponder the infinite.

[Turtle]

Piltdown Women

by

Roger Thelonious George

 

I was a musing

if constipated poetry

or runny poetry

fits better in a bowel?

:shrug:

[Turtle]

What can I dew;

lying rusting

among faithful stones

I dressed before dawn.

:shrug: